Ning Emei, who was wearing heavy armor, shook the divination halberd and threw the black-clothed corpse on it into the distance.

Even if Xu Fengnian travels swaggering in Beiliang, there is no one who will not be long-sighted and will block the road and rob and kill, after all, he is a person with a brain, so he will not give birth to the stupid attention of wanting to try whether the blade of the 350,000 Xu Zi Iron Riding is sharp.

But out of Beiliang, in just half a day, he has already encountered two robberies.

A soldier of the Fengzi battalion stepped forward and said respectfully: "General, the inventory is finished, there are a total of thirty-five corpses." ”

Ning Emei nodded, holding the halberd obliquely, the tip of the halberd pointed to the ground, and did not pay attention to these Jianghu assassins, but turned to Shu Xi on the side, and asked, "How is the prince over there?" ”

In his opinion, although the guards around His Royal Highness the Prince are a little extraordinary, they are not as good as his elite Fengzi battalion. No matter how powerful the people in the rivers and lakes are, aren't they also trampled by Beiliang Tie on horseback?

Shu Xi stared at the cold and sencent divination halberd at the tip of the halberd, and said charmingly: "With Lu Qiantang and Wei Shuyang's old way, His Royal Highness the Prince is naturally fine, so General Lao Ning will not bother." Shizi ordered the Fengzi camp to stop and rest, the people were not tired, and the horses were also tired. ”

"Dismount and rest!" Ning Emei turned over and dismounted, without any extra words.

Seeing that the commander of the Fengzi battalion was looking ahead, he turned a blind eye to her, and he didn't even say a word of politeness, and Shu Xu, who was already complaining about such a trivial and serious errand as sending letters, secretly scolded "fool".

This burly Ning Emei, the opposite of his name, is not soft at all when killing people, half of this group of assassins died under his halberd, but he is a reckless man, and he is not familiar with the world at all. In his heart, he looked down on Ning Emei, who couldn't turn his brain, no wonder his ability to charge into battle was not weak, but he couldn't be reused in the Beiliang army.

is also the guard of His Royal Highness the Prince, can he die if he says a few polite words?

What's more, to a girl like her?

Shu shy turned the horse's head, too lazy to say more to this reckless man who didn't understand the amorous feelings, this kind of person deserves to be in a position that can't be up or down for the rest of his life, or is the noble son in purple a considerate person, knowing that he is cold and warm, where can this kind of reckless man compare?

Shu Xi was thinking about whether he should use the face of the girl holding the cat or the face of the girl who was driving the car if he was pressed under the purple-clothed man, and the horse that sat down had already run to the river and stopped.

The two-headed tiger cub, who was regarded as a treasure by Yang Qingfeng, who was neither human nor ghost, jumped up from the river with a fish in his mouth and ran to Jingzhou's side as if to invite merit.

Jing Zhou took the fish from the mouths of the two young beasts, handed it to Yu Youwei, and ordered Jiang Mu by the way, so that this cheap apprentice could learn more skills from Yu Youwei, and even barbecue meat could roast the lake.

Li Chungang, who was sitting next to the pot and digging out earwax, praised him: "These two cubs are full of spirituality, and they are not half a point worse than the black tiger that Qi Xuanzhen sat down in that year. ”

Yu Youwei snorted coldly, and was very wrong with the bad old man whose words and deeds were absurd.

When he first came out of the north cool, the old man threatened to stew Wu Meiniang, saying that a fat cat, stewed and drinking soup to nourish yin and qi is a great supplement. At this time, she opened a small stove for Gongzi, and the shameless old man came up again, and if she didn't help, she just wanted to drink soup, if she hadn't heard Gongzi say that this bad old man was a master, she would have wanted to buckle this old man's head in a pot!

Compared with Yu Youwei's reserved patience, Jiang Ni, who was scraping the fish scales, obviously didn't have many scruples, and said fiercely: "Old man, shut up!" ”

The old sword god, who was also going to say a few words about how to stew so that the fish soup could be more delicious, covered his mouth with the hand of the foot picker.

This little girl is really different, this is called the old sword god who can give birth to a cocoon in the ears of all kinds of sycophants, and gives birth to an illusion that he likes to listen to this girl scolding.

After a while, the unique umami flavor of fish soup was already coming out of the pot.

Xu Fengnian, who was barbecuing meat on the side, also came over, and it was rare not to dislike the old sword god for being sloppy, so he sat with him.

Around the pot is such a palm-sized place, Li Chungang is lying on the ground with Erlang's legs crossed, occupying most of the place, if he is not next to Li Chungang, who else can he be next to?

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The old sword god muttered two sentences in his mouth, probably disliking His Royal Highness the prince, and handed the stinky foot girl forward.

Jiang Ni rarely let out a smile, and secretly gestured towards Li Chungang, and the old sword god's feet were handed forward.

After all, it is a sword god admired by Grandpa Wei, as long as he doesn't fart, doesn't take off his shoes and picks his feet, His Royal Highness the Prince can still hold back, even if this foot is almost in front of him. Xu Fengnian touched the blade of the sword, and asked with a smile what he had said no less than ten times: "Do you always want to instruct me on a few swordsmanship?" ”

The old sword god didn't raise his head, and said angrily: "If it's Jiang Ni's girl, the old man is also willing to point out his hands, just your kid's understanding, so-so, and his internal strength is not his own, are you sure that the old man is pointing you, not playing the piano to the cow?" ”

Jiang Ni nodded vigorously, feeling that it was rare for this old man to speak once, and it sounded a little reasonable.

Xu Fengnian laughed dryly, not surprised by Li Chungang's words, but asked, "What agreement did you make with Xu Xiao?" Just to protect me in a pinch? ”

The old sword god rubbed his chin, shook his legs, and didn't speak.

His Royal Highness, who was deflated, knew that he couldn't learn any swordsmanship today, turned to Jing Zhou, and said, "Calculate the time, Xu Xiao should also go to the capital, mountain ghost, you say, can this hereditary reckless replacement be in hand?" ”

Jing Zhou said slowly: "The capital is very lively now, whether it is Zhang Julu or those old people who have lost their country, there must be a lot of difficulties for your father, but they are all painless things, Xu Xiao has a few catties of saliva on his body at most." ”

"Besides, Xu Xiao is not a person who plays chess according to the rules, the stinky chess basket is not terrible, but the terrible thing is the person who knows that he loses and will overturn the chessboard. The worst result is just a broken jar, and when the time comes, Bei Liang Tie will ride south, and the one on the dragon chair will not be able to sleep steadily. Zhang Julu once slaughtered the auxiliary, how could he not see this? It's eighteen or nineteen to accept it when you see it, and use this hereditary reckless replacement to remove the title of your father Dazhuguo, after all, a martial artist, but he leads the title of Wenchen's best, which is really a bit unacceptable. ”

The old sword god nodded and said, "Your father's mind is twisted and turned, and he is very insidious, although your kid has mediocre qualifications, but this cunning has won Xu Xiao's true inheritance." ”

Seeing that the soup was almost ready, Jing Zhou waved his hand towards the carriage and summoned the sweet potato and blue bird who were sitting on it and seemed to be whispering.

Yu Youwei snorted a few times towards eating and drinking, Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang, expressing dissatisfaction. This pot of soup, in her opinion, should only be drunk by three people, the son, the princess and her, I have to add one, and it is also the white cat Wu Meiniang.

The old sword god was anxious, and he didn't care whether the soup was hot or not, so he took a bowl of soup and drank it by himself, shouting "delicious" in his mouth, like a beggar who hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

Yu Youwei took two deep breaths and told herself to endure it again, and when she arrived at Qingcheng Mountain and separated from her son, it would be a dream for this old man to drink soup again!

Jing Zhou got up and came to the carriage, took down a few bottles and cans filled with spices and salt, and when he went out, he had never wronged himself, and this soup always had to be seasoned before drinking.

The carriage traveled for another day before arriving in Yongzhou.

This trip is different from three years ago, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is not in a hurry or slow, and it has the meaning of touring the mountains and rivers.

Shu Xi, who was arranged by Xu Fengnian to follow the soil at the back, pinched his sore shoulders, and was responsible for cleaning up the long-eyed thieves during the day, and he had to keep vigil at night.

How can such a beauty as her do some rough work?

To do it is also a work technique to warm the bed.

Shu Xi looked up at the gray sky, no accident there will be a heavy rain in a while, it is a good weather to kill people and bury corpses, and she has a trace of uneasiness in her heart for no reason.

If a few masters come in a while, and they are defeated, do you want to leave the prince and escape with the purple-clothed nobleman?

Terrible thoughts appeared in Shu Xi's heart, and she couldn't get rid of it anymore, she worked hard for Xu Xiao for "The White Emperor Hugs Pu Decision", but she was not as stupid as Lu Qiantang and Yang Qingfeng, and she really planned to sell her life to the Xu family.

"Shu Xi, you go to the back and tell Ning Emei, turn from the official road to the path, if you are lucky, you can reach a city to take shelter from the rain before it rains." Xu Fengnian rode his horse from the middle to the back and gave a casual order.

Shu glanced at His Royal Highness the Prince of the World with shame and resentment, it was not her delusion, it was that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was always targeting her.

"Thief God, don't always go against this son." Xu Fengnian scolded after Shu Xi left, when he traveled for three years, God was always against him, and every time it rained, he had to be drenched in a soup chicken.

It seems that God heard the complaint of His Royal Highness, and with a thunderclap, the rain fell.

One drop or two drops, although the rain is not heavy, it is enough to penetrate the clothes.

His Royal Highness the Prince didn't care about scolding God a few more words, and rode his horse to the front to lead the way, if he remembered correctly, dozens of miles ahead, there was a ruined temple that could temporarily shelter from the rain.

Jing Zhou in the carriage opened a corner of the roller blind, squinted and looked into the distance, not surprisingly, with this rain, there was also Zhao Kai, who was obsessed with killing his uncle, and the five talismans Hongjia.

The old sword god who couldn't hold back his words said: "This rain can drench out all the people who are following behind, Xu Fengnian, this kid, this time he may not be in trouble, relying on the three wastes under his hands, he may not be able to stop it." Although the guy who used the halberd is good, there are fewer people in the Fengzi Battalion after all, and it is enough to deal with bandits and horse bandits, but for the masters of the rivers and lakes, a hundred light horses are not enough. ”

Jiang Ni, who was pulled into the carriage by the cheap master, curled up in a corner, stretched his numb legs, frowned, and said, "Old man, is there anyone following in the dark?" ”

It's rare for Jiang Ni to be asked once, and the old sword god can't care about picking his nose, and said angrily: "No, this time the people who followed were all some characters who were a little powerful, not the waste who could only do three-legged cat kung fu before, if your master didn't make a move, we would be ready to collect the body of Xu Fengnian." ”

Seeing Jiang Ni staring at him, Jing Zhou put down the curtains, shook his head, and said: "Don't look at it, I won't make a move, if you are worried about Xu Fengnian, you will learn a few swordsmanship from Li Chungang, and when you have swordsmanship in the future, you can cut all the injustices with one sword." It is better to ask for others than for yourself, you have to understand this principle. ”

Jiang Ni said angrily: "I don't want to learn swords from this bad old man!" ”

The old sword god who has only been kowtowed to countless people all his life is depressed to death, how can this little girl admit to death, learn a few swords from him and not suffer a loss, Xu Fengnian's kid is changing his way and wants to get things from him.

Li Chungang eased his mind and told himself that it was okay to do this, after all, when he was walking the rivers and lakes with a sword, wasn't he also this stinky temper?

This girl is like herself!

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and the rain drops are like beads with broken threads, and they have become majestic in an instant.

The cold wind blew in from outside the carriage, and Jiang Ni curled up.

Jing Zhou took off the purple robe outside, threw it into Jiang Ni's arms, and said softly: "Put it on, you girl is already thin, don't catch a cold." ”

Jiang Ni put on his robe and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to learn swords from the old man?" ”

Jing Zhou asked rhetorically, "Why don't you learn?" ”

Jiang Ni didn't say anything, in fact, she didn't hate this old man who had always wanted to teach her swordsmanship.

Li Chungang withdrew his gaze from the rain, scratched his head, and did not interject.

Jing Zhou said step by step: "When I get to Qingcheng Mountain, I will go south to Huishan, not on the same road with you, and then you will have to walk with Li Chungang, except for this old man, who can protect you?" Besides, this old man's kendo cultivation is already the pinnacle of the world, even if I am inferior by three points, I will not lose by following him to learn swords. ”

Jiang Ni's apricot eyes widened, looking at Li Chungang.

This old man with cowhide and skin, is his kendo cultivation so high?

It seems that it is not as good as the cheap master!

At least the cheap master can turn into a dragon with a sword, although she doesn't admit it, but in her heart she admires it, the cheap master's means can be described by the word "majestic".

How could Jing Zhou not guess Jiang Ni's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Old man, you senior master is not very good, you can show this girl with your hands later, so that she can see the demeanor of the sword god." Li Chungang's words were cut out with a sword at the beginning, but after all these years, how many people still remember your Trojan Horse Cow? ”

Li Chungang seemed to fall into memory and muttered: "Yes, how many people still remember the old man's Trojan horse cow?" ”

If he hadn't lost to Wang Xianzhi decades ago, wouldn't Xiao Green Pao'er have asked him to fight swords at that time?

She was afraid that her sword path would be frustrated and defeated by her own hands, and she used her own death to prove that his Li Chungang's sword was still sharp, wasn't it stupid?

The world knows that he has two sleeves of green snakes to open the river, but what are these two sleeves of green snakes?

What is the opening of the river and the broken stream?

He, Li Chungang, even dared to kill immortals!

He still has a sword to open the gate of heaven that has not been used, how could he lose his sword heart because he was defeated in the hands of Wang Xianzhi?

The only one who can really defeat the sword in his Li Chungang's hand is the little green robe, even Qi Xuanzhen, who has soared from Dragon and Tiger Mountain!

The most bitter is acacia, the farthest is yin and yang, and in a trance, the old sword god saw the green shadow again.

"Are you alright, old man? Isn't it just that I don't learn the sword from you? You are also an old sword god, why are you so stingy? Jiang Ni's hand shook in front of the old sword god who seemed to be sluggish.

Li Chungang smiled, and his smile was full of vicissitudes.

He is obsessed with teaching Jiang Ni to practice swords, in addition to this girl's good qualifications, there is another reason that he has never dared to admit, this girl looks like a girl who likes to wear green shirts.